Chapter 999 A sword, a painting
The Han River is close to the water towers.
It is very lively here, with neon lights flashing, radiant lights, river water rippling, a group of fish of different colors swimming in the water, under the illumination of the lights, it seems to be alive and leisurely.
At this time, the two banks of the river seemed a little quiet, because the provocations of the foreigners against the young people were almost undisguised and arrogant.
"This group of foreigners are really looking for death, they are still so arrogant in China's territory!"
"Hey, how about arrogance, we Americans are naturally superior, why, are you not convinced?"
"Fuck, what the hell are you talking about, the United States is awesome? I will kill you!"
"Where are the brothers in the United States, ready to fight at any time!"
Several young heroes of the younger generation hadn't made a move yet, and the two sides of the river were already in chaos. Some ascetics in Huaxia and foreigners split into two groups in an instant. The two groups of people would fight immediately.
As for people from other countries, in front of the two giants of China and the United States, they have no right to speak at all, and can only watch quietly.
Huaxia people allow their own people to bully their own people, but they never allow foreigners to insult them. At this moment, no matter they are vicious people or kind-hearted ascetics, they are all united and stand together against foreigners.
When Wang Haofeng's words spread all over the world, the ascetics in China and the United States were all excited, and they all looked at the nearby towers, everyone was looking forward to his attack.
His shot not only represents his personal combat power, but also represents the honor and face between China and the younger generation of ascetics in the United States!
The fierce wind blew past, and Wang Haofeng's black hair danced wildly on the tower near the water, like a king from ancient times, looking at all directions. The moment his voice fell, there was a faint purple aura overflowing from his body.
Ninety-five spirit!
Li Xiao was very familiar with this breath. After feeling it, he recognized it at first sight, but he was not very surprised.
It would be strange if he didn't have such aptitude to be number one on the list of outstanding people.
"Hey, do you want to do it? You are number one on the list of outstanding people. I want to see how good you are the number one person in China." In the middle school of the United States, the man with metal wings, Harison, sat on a chair, facing Wang Haofeng had a vague aura, showing no fear, but instead evoked a teasing smile.
However, as soon as that kind of smile appeared, his heart skipped a beat, his expression froze instantly, and a look of astonishment slowly emerged in his pupils.
"Hoo hoo..."
At the same time that he showed such an expression, a cold wind blew between the sky and the earth, and the temperature of the whole space dropped suddenly. The temperature that was originally full of spring fell to freezing point in this instant. To a coolness.
"Crack...Crack..."
At this moment, the surface of the Han River began to freeze rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fish swimming under the water were also condensed by the frost, just like a beautiful painting.
"Hoo hoo!"
Another gust of wind blew, and above the sky, white snow fell. With the gust of wind, it swept across the sky and land, and fell on people's bodies.
Time seems to be forbidden.
In a short while, the vicinity of the Han River, which was still scorching hot, was covered with a layer of snow-white attire, just like a woman in a white shirt, charming and solemn.
"This is Wang Haofeng's strength..." A whisper came from the crowd beside the Han River.
"No, this is not Wang Haofeng." As if answering his words, and as if talking to himself again, "Once upon a time, I saw Wang Haofeng make a move. When he made a move, the world was covered by natural Taoism, full of murderous aura, it is impossible to have such like a scene."
"What, it's not him, maybe...that foreigner."
"Hey, it must be Harrison from the United States. Who else can make such a noise except Harrison?" Hearing the former's words, the foreigner said in surprise.
If it wasn't Wang Haofeng, then it was Harrison, without a doubt.
"That's right, it must be Harrison. Haha, Wang Haofeng from Huaxia must be dead this time."
"This group of rubbish was suppressed by us in the past. After the world changed, the younger generation will also be suppressed by us, hehe."
"Harrison, Harrison!"
"Harrison!"
"Harrison!"
"..."
Foreigners from the United States gathered together and chanted Harrison's name. This scene shocked everyone. It wasn't Wang Haofeng who made the move. Almost everyone thought it was Harrison who made the effort.
However, they didn't see that the expressions of Harrison and the rest of the people on the nearby platform were already extremely ugly.
Because everyone knows that this is not Harrison's shot.
Including Wang Haofeng, Gong Yanjing, Fat Monk, and Bai Xingyun and others, their eyes were full of strange and inexplicable light. They were so close that they all knew that it was not Wang Haofeng's action, nor could it be Harrison.
Among the young heroes of Huaxia's younger generation, only Li Xiao's eyes flashed a strange expression. Those deep eyes looked into the dark night, as if to see something clearly:
"It's him……"
"call out!"
As soon as Li Xiao's low voice fell, the direction of the sky he was looking at was a burst of small dots like starlight. The speed of the small dots was extremely fast, piercing the space, with the sound of piercing the sky, passing through the drifting blood, From far to near.
"Whizzing!"
As it approached, the whole world was filled with a cold and murderous smell. On both sides of the Han River, the voices of the crowd who were shouting gradually became weaker, and then completely disappeared.
Everyone's eyes widened, they held their breath, and their movements became stiff.
Only the fierce cold wind was left, intertwined with the fluttering white snow, making strange rhythmic sounds, as if gathered into a comfortable gentleman's music, resounding in everyone's ears.
Music purifies the soul, the frozen Han River and the fluttering white snow are intertwined with the music, as if making this place a fairyland on earth.
However, under such a harmonious scene, it makes people calm, mixed with endless fear, very contradictory, but it actually appears in their hearts.
Because they also saw that light spot.
That, is a sword.
A huge black sword!
But it was this black giant sword that emitted a bright light like a star, as if everyone's emotions were contradictory, yet real.
It seems to come from outside the sky, driving the rhythm of killing in this area.
Everyone, no matter their status, age or age, their eyes are focused on that sword at this moment.
However, the direction pointed by the point of the sword was exactly Harrison's group of people who were frightened.